I already feel awful to say that about my own son but the truth is, sometimes he unnerves me.
DS (now 20) moved out of the house at 18, a year after his father passed away. It was extremely hard for DD since she was very close with both of them, especially DS.
I visit him often for lunch (he loves to cook) so he can update me on his life/work/studies but more recently i've found he's taken to badmouthing his father at every opportunity, which is painful for me to hear.
I don't remember a time when i've been truly upset with him before but after a certain point I knew i'd had enough so I said so and in the most demeaning way possible, he laughed at me and spun some rotten joke about me getting away with it "the m word".
Well, of course that hurt me. Don't misunderstand me, I love my son to pieces, but we had a true argument after that. Its like I was watching a flip switch, he was shouting at me and of course i'm not going to let my son treat me like that so i'm trying to be reasonable but he threw the teapot at me and broke his plates like a child throwing a tantrum!
Except he's not a child, he's a young man. And is so like his father, which makes it all the worse. Well, I cried all the way home that morning really shook me up and brought up a lot of questions for me. We had lunch the next week and he was so very sorry, he bought me some flowers etc but I felt he was very deliberate and careful with his words. I haven't seen him since, we are meant to meet tomorrow, but it is with a heavy heart that I realize (and not for the first time) in the back of my mind I am scared of my strange son.
Admitting that to myself breaks my heart all over again, it makes me feel like a cold mother which I know deep down i'm not but I just can't bear it and I can't make sense of what has happened. The other half of me just thinks I am truly losing the plot and becoming paranoid about things and that I must be the worst mother in the world to speak about my son like this.
I just don't know what I can do.